Max Level Metaphysician: A Debt Repayment Journey…?
Chapter 759: The Ancestors Are Leaving

Chapter 759: Chapter 759: The Ancestors Are Leaving

Jiang Yongnian felt as if there was a tendon in the back of his neck being tightly grasped by someone. He gritted his teeth, "I’ll give you money, isn’t that enough? How much do you want, name your price!"

"Do I need your money?"

Jiangli scoffed.

The money she had to return to Boss Cao was enough; she didn’t care about taking Jiang Yongnian’s money.

Jiangli could tell that Jiang Yongnian was hiding something.

And it was something big.

Jiangli gave him a glance and said coldly, "If President Jiang isn’t afraid of dying, then forget it, we’re leaving."

With that, she turned and started walking out.

Xia Xin followed Jiangli without a second thought.

Master Sun and Boss Zhao did not expect their negotiation to suddenly fall through; both were taken aback.

"Uhm, master, wait!" He Xiumei, seeing this, hurriedly tried to stop Jiangli.

However, Jiangli ignored her cries and continued to walk out.

But the moment she and Xia Xin stepped over the threshold,

Jiang Yongnian, who had been standing there stunned, suddenly felt a gust of cold wind sweeping over him.

Before he could react, it was as if he was struck head-on by a heavy blow, flipping him right onto the bed.

A loud bang ensued.

"Yongnian!"

Jiang Yongxin watched the scene with wide eyes, her heart leaping so violently it almost escaped her throat.

She ran over in terror, wanting to check on Jiang Yongnian’s condition.

Jiang Yongnian was curled up on the bed in agony, every vein on his face bulged.

He clutched his chest tightly, opening his mouth several times without being able to make a sound.

Seeing this, Jiang Yongxin dared not touch him.

He Xiumei, witnessing the scene, dropped her crutches and lunged forward two steps, grabbing onto Jiangli’s hands, pleading, "Master, master, please save my son; I beg you to save my son!"

Tears and snot running down her face, He Xiumei grabbed Jiangli’s hands and knelt on the ground.

Jiangli furrowed her brows, flipped her palm upward, grasped He Xiumei’s arms, and pulled her up.

He Xiumei was startled.

Then she heard Jiangli speak in a calm voice, "Your son brought this upon himself, others cannot intervene, and we Xuanmen cannot save someone who seeks death."

He Xiumei’s tears halted for an instant. Hearing Jiangli’s words, she collapsed into tears again, "Master, anything, you can ask us to do anything, I’m begging you, please don’t give up on my son, save him, I beg you to save him..."

Jiangli glanced at Jiang Yongnian on the bed, "I’ll repeat myself, if President Jiang won’t cooperate, then there’s really nothing I can do."

Hearing this, Jiang Yongxin urgently looked at Jiang Yongnian, urging him, "Yongnian, are you hiding anything? If you are hiding something, just say it! Is there anything more serious than losing your life?! If you’ve made a mistake, just confess it, our whole family will bear it with you, admitting guilt where guilt is due, even if it means going to prison, it’s better than losing your life!"

Jiang Yongnian struggled to lift his eyelids; his face was covered in sweat.

Before he could speak, it was as though a pair of hands suddenly grabbed his own, slamming them onto the bed with a bang.

Jiang Yongnian felt as if his hands were bound, completely unable to move.

The pain in his chest seemed to intensify.

He struggled, kicking his legs, but still unable to break free from the bed.

Seeing this, Jiang Yongxin covered her mouth, her heartbeat racing, "What, what’s going on?"

"Yongnian!"

Seeing this, He Xiumei stumbled over, falling beside the bed, grabbed Jiang Yongnian’s hand, shook his chest and abdomen, crying, "If you’ve done something, just say it! Nothing is more important than your life!"